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Of the infinite possibilities within the multitude of existing universes, there are two extremes of unending distance. If the middle point is the scale to which the World deem it "average", and the happening events are the unit to which the concept known as "chance" can stumble upon...you have the the point of which someone can be truly average
Diregarding the concept of entropy and true randomness, any distance of finite length travelled within this scale will always be the middle point, as any given events, with enough buildup of cause, will results in equal effect. Everything can happen just as easily as the other when applied with the appropriate circumstances
In conclusion, all things are average
Things that are random. Average
Things that are impossible. Average
Be it the rising of a god whose presence nearly eclipsed the World. Be it a random human who ended up learing all True Magics. Be it the existence of a Servant with enough power to drown the planet in shadow should he wish
All of these things have an equal chance of happening. Even if it's across different timeline or simultaneously in one universe. It is simply a cosmic law that holds true regardless of any form of logic
But that is not to say this speech have anything to do with the actual story, merely a person's final thought as he gave up on life
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It was a beautiful day outside of Fuyuki. At this time of the year the street was booming with activities due to it being a perfectly average day. Birds are singing happy melodies up on the trees, while the pedestrian below were all in a good mood due to today being Saturday
However, the general paintings often tell us the details we fail to notice. Less the result of men's ignorance and more the intricacy of a hidden operations that defied the common eyes
Amidst the crowd of civilian they hide. People of a society hidden in the shadow. People fighting a secret war not of gun and bombs, but of swords and magic. People not of this time
One shrouded in madness, the other hid in the shadow. The difference between them were noticeable, but they weren't that different. For they are allies. It's used in the looser terms of the word, but effectively one is under the command of another.
They are going to war
But first, they will need plenty of preparations
The girl and Assassin walked into the McDonald's, Berserker's spirit form trailing after them
Sakura's eyes widened as she took in the scenery of a fast food restaurant for the first time in her life. The place was crowded due to it being Saturday, with people milling around and interacting with each other while children played around. For a girl who was raised in a sophisticated Magus family this is a rare sight for her
Assassin's hand settled on her back and gently pushed her forward, insinuating for her to choose her food
"Can I have a soda?"
An average question to start off a normal conversation between the girl and Assassin. He started choosing from the menu and checking his wallet for money he'd borrowed from unaware passerby's
"Yeah, you can have a soda" He closed the wallet and secretly threw out the ID inside to a trashcan "Along with two number 9s, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7, two number 45's, one with cheese, and another large soda"
After paying
The food was soon brought to their table. Multiple hamburgers, one large serving of fries, two large soda and one large chicken nuggets with all sauce inside
"Itadakimasu" They said, both digging into their food
The Fourth Holy Grail War is a conflict of extreme brutality, fought with individuals from the Age of Gods whom possess superhuman skills in their respective classes. There is no restraint when it comes to casualty as long as part of the ritual was not hindered in any way
As it is, eating fast foods is a viable strategy, being that it is safe and is an extremely effective way of combatting one's boredom, at the same time alleviating their worries and enhance their focus in battle
Note: Go to a strip club later
"Berserker, don't be shy. You can also order some" Not forgetting himself in his food, Assassin patted his fellow Servant by the back. But the mad hound for some reason did not respond.
He had been silent after that steamy romance session with Zouken Matou last night.
Yes, recalling it had been quite the experience. The way Lancelot executed the Matou patriarch was a spectacle to behold, especially with how skillful he is at penetrating the old man's defenseless rear until it starts bleeding out black blood between his deformed buttcheeks
Why, he would make for a fine Lancer with that mad thrusting skill of his
As if sensing his Master's thought, Berserker howled in agony. Yet because he is in spirit form no one could hear his muffled cry as the knight was forced to remember what happened last night
But one has to ask, why would Assassin make him do it? What cruel machinations must have gone inside the servant's head to compel him forward with such heinous actions? And such questions makes sense, because from another's perspective he may just come off as an unpleasant person
The reason was simple. He wants to make Lancelot experience an event so traumatizing that even in his maddened state it would cause him to go mad.
For the act of rape is the most filthy, vilest act of basic human, and by committing it is akin to spitting on his oath as a knight. For protector of the people who upholds dignity in battle as well as daily life, being forced to remember the experience would...break him
That is not all. Sexual assault tied to a part of Lancelot's legend where he was revealed for his adultery with the King's wife. To command him to forcefully breed with Zouken serves as a constant reminder to his failure in life. The one mistake that led to the Round Table being divided and ultimately the fall of Camelot
As a result, Berserker's Mad Enhancement had forcibly been give a rank up from C to B
Speaking of results, last night's endeavor has been rather fruitful
The Servant's eyes glanced down at the three Command Seals on his hand, seemingly glowing every time his gaze landed on it.
The seals belong to Kariya, whom Zouken stole from, only for it to be took away by him. As it is, Servant Assassin now have one of the stronger class contender in this War with an enhanced state of madness. The mana problem is still there, but he can postpone it with his skill
The preparation to acquire his pieces had been established. Only one thing remained...a small factor that needs to be taken care of
Assassin's eyes moved toward Sakura who's silently sipping on her glass of soda
"I'm sorry about your uncle"
One unexpected factor for his plan was the man's death. Kariya died. He died believing in Assassin to free his friend's daughter. It wasn't even his affection for Aoi that compel him to do this, merely that he cannot bear to watch Sakura suffer that drove him to rebel against Zouken
And his hope paid off
"It's...fine. Uncle Kariya does not have much time to live anyway" The girl bit into her fries "With the worms inside his body, he would not have lasted more than a month. It's best that someone can put him out of his suffering"
"Are you feeling better now?"
She only nodded, cringing slightly as if not being used to asked such questions. Assassin pat her on the head, reassuring her in silence
The Crest worms were surgically removed from the girl with his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception. It is thanks to the Servant's A-rank Agility that such a procedure did not ended up taking the girl's life in an accidental way
"Very good. Then, Sakura Matou, there's something I want to ask of you"
There was a pause as he took a sip of soda. The girl sat ramrod straight in her seat at Assassin's tone.
"Would you like to become my Master?"
"Yes" She answered, but hesitated "...Is that why you rescued me from the manor?"
The look that crossed the Servant's eyes made her regret her words. Sakura did not meant to phrase the question that way, but being blunt would help in ascertaining their relationship. At least, she hoped he has a purpose for her
"Partly" Assassin leaned back, hands intertwining into a pillow behind him "You could say you being rescued and the ensuing events are a part of my plan. I don't intend to use you only as a mana source"
"Your plan?"
He nodded
With the Matou destroyed they would assume the elimination of a Servant from this war. Naturally, this is not the only benefits such an action, as his personal objective regarding a certain Master is now also complete
But unknown to him, Sakura had an entirely different thought process
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That's right. How could she have forgotten?
The Servant before her is Satan. A skilled practitioner in words of deception and trickery.
They called him the shadow of Christ. But he is more than just a shadow. He is the thing that lurks inside the dark corners human consciousness. With every bloody deed his power grew. With every sins and atrocities committed his control increase. Day by day, accumulating like an every-growing presence in the background
Not only is he a mastermind, Satan's legend also portrayed a leader whose charisma and cunning surpassed God. The primordial source of evil that taints upon the grand ruler's creation
Using temptations to lure in others of his brethren and ultimately stage a rebellion in Heaven, the man was hailed as the strongest of his brethren. A prince whose every steps were calculated to extreme degree. A ruler hailed as the opposition of the supreme force of nature, the source to which all corruption and depravity comes from
It would only be appropriate that everything he's done until now is completely within expectation. More than some slight deviants are needed to surprise a primordial creatre in nature
"Saaaa....taaaaan...."
Assassin started sweating at the intense look the two others were giving him. Sakura was eyeing him with the scrutiny of a surgeon trying to dissect a worm, and Lancelot was just staring at him...very menacingly
He is, without a doubt, cluing them on his thought. The trick lies in analyzing what he specifically said and focus on those details
So he has another use for her aside from being a mana charge. This indicate that while Assassin already has a Master as evidenced by his existence, that person will soon be eliminated by machinations or he already has prearrangements for them, thus need her as a substitute Master in that time frame. Alternatively, she's the backup to maintain his existence. However, as to what direction such thoughts progressed is completely unknown
She jolted
No, of course. Could it be that the death of Kariya and Zouken Matou was staged beforehand? With his charisma Assassin could easily have convinced her uncle in his maddened state to pull out Berserker against Zouken, thus creating an opportunity for him to swoop in and steal his Command Seals once all was done
But surely the burden of having another Servant would be felt by his Master if it went on long enough. He is trying to get her to alleviate the mana drain to avoid suspicion from the former
This was reinforced by other smaller details. Why is it that his Master weren't there when he brought her out? Obviously because they do not want to be seen. But why wouldn't they then order Assassin to immediately return with her? It's illogical. Furthermore, it's unlikely that a Master would entrust the use of Command Seals to their Servants with the danger they pose
The only logical conclusion would be her rescuer is doing this out of his own volition because he still had uses for the girl. He is operating independently from his Master's wishes
In hindsight it should be obvious. Lord Satan is planning to do something with the Holy Grail
"Ah, I get it now" Sakura nodded "Your plan was most carefully crafted, Assassin-sama"
She is just a child. There's no way she can fully comprehend the machination inside the mind of a literal demon who'd casually deceived beings that are almost omniscient in power. As it is, she can only praise him for coming up with a pieced up plan of such complexity
Just one variant, with many factors, and he already had Berserker in his palm, eliminate an entire line of family, acquire their last heir, and take out a competitor for the War in one single night. And he doesn't even look like he's trying
Her mind spun in place as the sequence of events finally settled in her head. A disturbing smile stretched across Sakura's face...
Wonderful...her savior is so...
...so....damn it there's no words that can accurately describe how she feel...
"Sasuga Assassin-sama!"
Assassin looked at the little girl who's gushing at him with a red face.
One eyebrow raised. Only one thought went through his mind amidst the following bout of confusion
'What?'
He had a bad feeling about that word. It seems familiar, yet ultimately unnerving spoken by a little girl with such vigor
Not knowing whether it was an aftereffect of the surgery he did on her or results of mental trauma, the Servant simply let it be. He continued biting down on his fries without a care in the world, or at least with the least care he could mutter under the beaming look Sakura is giving him
Berserker Lancelot, meanwhile, was eyeing the single mothers around him
He started breathing heavily. Insanity soon clouded his mind
Their alluring voices are temptations incarnate. Their gentle gaze and mature charm. Just like a sweet poison to his ears that had pulled him down a path of madness and suffering.
MILF
NO. MILF BAD
BUT MILF GOOOOOOOOD
Lancelot's younger self might not have any problem with showing his Noble Phantasm to them. Yet he must stay his blade from women flesh, for hitting the King's spouse from her behind is one of the cause to Camelot's downfall.
(The fact that Lancelot is still traumatized by something does not have anything to do with this. Is Zouken even a milf?)
However, all that self-control went out the window as his eyes just happen to caught sight of a certain knight entering the store at that moment
His King. His Lord. His Liege that he'd failed to serve. She was there in flesh and spirit. A sight he thought he'd never see again
Berserker immediately goes berserk
NO MILF
ONLY ARTHUUUUUUUUUUR'
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"Iri, isn't it about time we go back already?"
"Relax, Saber. Just this once give me some extra time" The white haired beauty skipped on the stone tile with barely contained glee "We're going to eat at McDonald's. What's the worst that could happen? Us encountering Satan himself?"
Her bodyguard could only shook their head. Donned in a business suit with a rather small frame was a Western individual with androgynous feature. Someone a passerby could call as "pretty", but would be rather hard-pressed to determine if they were a boy or a girl
Saber, or rather Artoria, does not sign up to the Grail war to do this. The calm before the storm known as the Fourth Fuyuki Grail War, where seven Masters summoned their respective Servants to fight in a battle royale to claim their ultimate prize, is a dangerous game
It will, undoubtedly, be the fiercest one yet. Her A-rank Instinct is telling her that much. This war will be littered with fierce competition never seen before if the amount of preparation the Einzbern put into it is any indication
They didn't simply spend the day both enjoying their time, as Irisviel's husband and her real master Kiritsugu had insisted it's for weeding out opponents in the city beforehand.
However, seeing that this is the first time the woman had been let outside the ground of Einzbern castle, it won't hurt to give her some freedom. Just a bit of freedom
"Sorry, Ma'am. We're all out of seats at the moment"
"Awww"
The conversation pulled Saber back to reality. Irisviel was talking to the receptionist who's smiling politely, but also apologetically at her
"We have a spare seat near that table over there, but they are currently occupied. Perhaps if you ask them-"
Artoria glanced over at said table. The occupied people are a man in his twenties and a young girl who's sipping on soda. That aside, there's also the appearance of her most trusted knight at their side, sir Lancelot
...
Wait, SIR LANCELOT?
Multiple thought crossed her mind at the sight of one of her knights being coated in that aura of darkness. But Saber's instinct surpassed her rationality
Saber's hand lashed out and gripped Irisviel's arm in a vice. She pulled her behind and stood forward to guard her mistress, hands ready to draw out her Invisible sword at a moment's notice
Lancelot growled faintly in response, his blackened form ready to be materialized to give his former liege a beatdown for her white knight faggotry
The two Servant stared down at each other. Killing intent met steely determination as the restaurant was drowned in a suffocating atmosphere, causing some of the restaurant-goer to choke on their food
In the corner, a baby starts crying
The baby cries because as a toddler, he is more sensitive to mana density in the air around him
As it is, he's akin to a psychic who can sense people's power levels. And at the current he could see these two's power level has rocketed over nine thousand. A scale literally unseen on any modern human before. He flinched as the pressure created slammed inti his crib in invisible shockwaves
Yet he knows these two can't compare to the average looking teen in the back, whose power scale is completely unknown
A dark void surround him that block out all the surrounding mana, akin to a barrier of absolution. Yet he could sense whatever was behind that barrier wasn't an entity of this world
Is it ten thousand?! Ten million?! Ten billion!? He hadn't even learned to count to ten yet! How did he know those numbers exist!?
At that moment the mysterious individual turned to his right, straight at his direction. The baby was S H O O K at what he saw inside those bottomless eyes. Knowledge started pouring into his head like a tsunami crashing against his mind as the image of the man's lifeless iris
Holy shit. Is his IQ increasing just by making eye contact with the man?!
He can see all the possible solutions to modern mathematical equation! He now know the secret to life! He know where babies are made from! He know Obama's last name! He can now comprehend the secret beyond the cosmos and finally ascend humanity to a new ag-
His brains too young to comprehend the power of such existence, the baby's mind exploded and he slumped in his seat unconscious
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Assassin blinked at the weird toddler who's foaming at his mouth, before focusing back on the situation in front of him.
The Knight of the Round Table and his King is currently having a Mexican standoff. Except they don't wear cowboy hats, don't have the classic Colt SAA in their leather holster, a tumbleweed randomly rolling by, or the Clint Eastwood music playing in the background
There was only a tense silence. One so thick that you could pull out your penis and it would be in the middle of having an intense hard-on
However, that action was strongly advised against. One single movement is all it takes for everything to explode into chaos. A slightest twitch of the finger that will set the whole thing barreling into a fight that can potentially blow away the street and leave nothing behind
Irisviel, however, had a different reaction
She walked up to the table and smiled brightly at them
"Hello, my name is Irisviel von Einzbern!"
"Do you mind if me and Artoria here share this table with you?"
"..."
"..."
The teen shrugged
"My name is Assassin. Sure, take a seat wherever you like"
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"Iri, whatever you are planning to do, I would advise against it" Saber hissed, accompanying her temporary Master to the table "The people before you are enemies. Berserker's with them, and the other one's name is ASSASSIN. With two "ASS" and one "IN"! We're against two Servants here"
"That may be so, but you and I are here to gather information on these people, aren't we?" The Einzbern replied "Beside, it is an agreement that participants of the war will not compromise on the secrecy of Magecraft. We're in a crowded restaurant, in the middle of a day, with digital camera recording our movement. What's the worst thing that could happen?"
Oh my lord. That's the second time she'd repeated the phrase. Does this woman like Murphy to fuck her or something?
The fact that her master is naive enough to think these two Servants will hesitate when it comes ot killing bystanders is a wonder in itself
"Oh I don't know. The two of us getting ganked by the ADC's?!"
"Haha, you are funny, Saber"
Without another word, they seamlessly sat down opposite from their table-mates. It starts with silence, as both sides ate their respective
"So...what's your real name, Assassin?"
"It's Yin Lin. I used to be an average man until I got an arrow to the knee" He smiled "Or am I? Did you really expect I'd answer that by reflex if you make the question sounds casual?"
"I have been pushing my luck apparently" Irisviel nodded
"Please think carefully about what you say" He leaned forward "You only have one turn after all"
"A conversation is not a game of chess"
"Perhaps" He took a bite of the burger "There's the bait, the trap, the dagger and the hammer. The art of using words is intricate as wielding weapons. If used right, they can cause quite a devastating effect. Therein lies the intriguing nature of the concept of conversing"
"Huh?"
"Have you ever thought how all we did was transmit information to the other party and still be able to manipulate them? Perhaps right at this moment, I can convince you that what you're seeing is a dream. A dream that you've just woken up from"
This confused the white-haired Homonculus
Assassin Berserker exchanged looks. The black knight was still fuming behind his helmet, evident by the red puff of energy rising out between the eye slits. His Master, meanwhile, munched on a piece of french fries he'd ordered earlier
'You really want to fight Saber, huh?' He calmly asked
'Arrrtuuuuurrr'
'Do you want to fight Saber?'
'Arthuuuuuuuurrrr!!!!'
'So you want to fight Saber right now? Right at this moment?'
'ARTTHUUUUUUUUUURRR!!!!'
'Calm down buddy, I'll help you' He inspect the bag of fries in his hand, before taking another out 'When in war, it is better to keep your friends close, and you enemies closer'
In this case, keep them on the same table as you. Make sure the restaurant where your enemy is close by is crowded, but manipulate the receptionist so they can point them here to this exact spot, in this exact position where you'd sat waiting for them from the start
There are many ways to proceed without violating the Church's rule. Set traps around them in preparation. Disable the security camera so their footage won't be found. Create a Bounded Field that will trap them here for an indefinite amount of time
But the most effective of traps are sometime the obvious one
Assassin brought out a piece of fries...and ate it
No. To say he ate it would be an oversimplification of the highest order.
He slowly crunched it down between his teeth, savoring the sweet natural taste of potato mixing with salt, mentally giving appreciation to the complexity of the process given into making this single piece of fry as well as the effort of the chef who made it, before swallowing the thing down his throat.
The process cost him exactly 7.674 seconds. At that moment the clock hit 12:00, which signify the start of their plan
"The food here is delicious, isn't it miss Einzbern?"
He took out a handkerchief and elegantly dapped at his mouth
Right on time, Irisviel started choking on her food.
"Iri?! What's happening"
The woman doubled down, face turning blue as she repeatedly pounded on her chest in vain. Saber turned toward him with fury in her eyes. Undoubtedly she'd figured out he has something to do with it
Assassin calmly gazed back as he took out a second piece of fries...and dip it into the ketchup
'The first thing you need to do is turn this building into a Noble Phantasm'
He bit down on the fries
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There are two types of people in the world. The lamb and the wolf
Lambs. Small little creatures easily shepherd by guidance of a higher power. They are symbolic for the purity and innocence of man. As presented in many religions with the comparison of the masses being lambs, herded out by the caring and gentle hand of their God
Yet they are also sacrificial animals. They are...guilable. Weak. Prey to be slaughtered at one's whim lest they are not guarded by a shepherd of higher capability
Wolves...meanwhile...they are hunters. In the simplest term of the word, they thrive like wild grass in a hostile environment. Through the act of fighting, killing, and being killed they honed themselves to be efficient in taking down their prey. Fries are no exception to this
In fact, they love fries
Fries that screams as they bury their fang in their necks
Fries that was ripped and torn, left bleeding and whimpering near death's door
Fries that could only subjected to their cruelty and schemes, abandoned by their brethren as per the rule of nature
They love fries of every kind. Shoestring fries. Steak fries. Crinkle-cut fries. McDonald's fries. Wendy's fries. Fries of every kind made from potatoes and dipped in hot, burning oil until they become crisp. The wolves love that shit
They. Fucking. Love. Fries
But some wolves are different than the other. Sometime, they don't love fries because it sates their predatory instinct, nor is it because it's a hobby, nor is it because fries held a special meaning to them.
No, they love fries because it's an average thing to do
Assassin watched on as Saber attempted to take out the piece of fries stuck in Irisviel's throat. So focused was she that the swordswoman didn't notice how the room slowly blackened under Berserker's power. She didn't notice the civilian's lack of reaction to their predicatement. She didn't notice the sympathy inside Sakura's eyes as she watched on, already knowing how this will unfold
It was not until several seconds later that Artoria stumbled back and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily
"You- What did you do?"
"It's very simple" He raised a finger and pointed at the black walls and ceiling surrounding them. "I have Berserker transformed the interior of this restaurant into a Noble Phantasm" Her eyes widened "Yes, Saber. The Kryptonite to us Servants. Right now you are trapped inside one of them"
"Your spirit essence is being actively siphoned away as of the current" Kanshou appeared on his hand as he placed it by her neck "That leaves you vulnerable to the point a mere assassin like me coukd take you down with no problem"
"But the people, that's against the law-"
"It didn't" Assassin smiled. He got down to her level and caress her cheek "Do you know how Presence Concealment works, Saber?"
Artoria growled, trying to fight the pleasant sensation that travelled up her spine at his touch
He's toying with her. Presence Concealments indicate a Servant's ability to erase their presence, isn't it obvious?
"And so it is. But that's the thing. My version of the skill is EX-rank" He raised up a hand, as though he's a patient teacher educating their students on something obvious "To classify, EX indicates a scale that cannot be compared using numerical units. It is something that breaks the system itself, as it does not follow the conventional standard of its classification"
"My Presence Concealment..." He snapped his finger "Is to remove myself along with any given target near me outside of reality"
As if on cue, their surrounding faded to black, replaced by a silent void without a speck of light in it, before it began to brighten. The light grows stronger, enveloping everything in nary a second
They were inside a white, endless space with nobody around, saves for the three Servants
Instantly, Saber capitalized on the split instance mana receded from the room to break herself free. Berserker's Noble Phantasm was shattered as the area exploded with a blast of 'Mana Burst' from her
Assassin jumped back. However, Saber already moved within that time and blurred to form behind him. Her sword dangerously close to his throat
"Where is Irisviel?!"
"She's being taken care of by Sakura. The woman's unconscious now, but she'll be fine"
Assassin put a hand to his chin in thought
"Or she will be...if you agree to listen to me"
"Resorting to such dirty tactics...Has the Assassin class has no honor?"
"Has the Saber class no brains?" He deadpanned "But I see you cannot be convinced with a good old English fistin'"
The air behind her shifted violently. A shadow loomed over Arturia as a presence of madness made itself known. Dark energy drifted through the air in waves, signifying the patience of the last Servant had reached its limit
"Alright, Berserker. She's yours"
"ARRTTHUUUUUUUURRRR"
It was slow at first, but eventually the pieces connect and Saber's eyes widened
At that moment, she realized the sequence of actions the Servant took was completely deliberate.
He drained a large part of her mana, knowing full well she'd focus on it as her biggest problem and immediately use Mana Burst to escape. That kind of mentality was easily manipulated when he removed themselves from reality, cutting themselves from Lancelot's Noble Phantasm. Naturally, her focus is immediately switched to him to unleash her charged attack
Mana Burst is a technique that requires several seconds of careful charging to execute, which was legnthened due to the initial Mana drain. Those seconds were utilized by Assassin such that she was put in a defenseless state so that the third unnoticed Servant, Berserker to intercept. To ensure this, he intentionally put himself in a vulnerable position with that loose stance from before, lulling her into a false sense of security and lowering her guard enough to go on the offensive
And so engrossed in the main target is Saber that she took the bait. Mana Burst had been used so she can't dodge the mad knight's attack. Her sword was placed underneath Assassin's neck so she can't turn around and defend herself. Her distance was too near, so she cannot evade even if she wants to
But she can still finish one of them first. Hopefully thought Artoria as she slid the blade across Assassin's neck-
- Only for the cloak to fell off, revealing the McDonald's receptionist's corpse under her
'Since when did he-' Saber's eyes snapped toward the real Assassin who's watching them from the distance with shock 'The initial Mana burst! That's when I can't have a clear view of his face'
He used the energy waves created from her attack to cover his replacement, at the same time taking control of the man to appear as himself, thus fooling her into charging straight at him
She turned around, but by then it was too late
Berserker slashed at her with the transformed Kanshou Assassin had intentionally passed to him earlier. The Blade, which was already a Noble Phantasm, dug deep into her flesh, eliciting a yelp of pain on her. The injured Saber dashed back to put some distance between them, blood dripping out from her side
It is then she realized Avalon was no longer with her. Irisviel was the one who held it, and they were separated from each other through the use of Assassin"s Presence Concealment
By then it was clear. The Servant's objective wasn't to threaten her with the elimination of the Einzbern. He most likely worked out she wasn't her real Master but had somehow detected the energy of Avalon inside her body. He eliminated all possible advantages she could have over them, at the same time laying multiple layers of deception upon her
'Assassin...just how far have you planned ahead for this encounter?'
Berserker lunged forward, the air around him become saturated as he swung the deformed blade down at her
Thus their blade clashed, holy and demonic in nature. A battle between a desperate king and her maddened knight commenced outside the bound of reality
Assassin picked up another piece of fries from his pocket and started munching on it
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Crunch
Irisviel woke up with a gasp, hand clutching over her chest. The woman furiously pounded over it in the hope of getting that damned fries from her throat lest she choked again
Crunch
Except there were no fries. She was completely fine. The woman shook in terror
Crunch
Irisviel took a deep breath. She looked around, only to realize that she's still in the same fast food restaurant from before. Across from her, Assassin is biting down on the fries in his hand, thus creating that haunting sound from before
She blinked. Huh?
"Iri? Are you okay?" There was Saber who's frowning at her in concern. Her golden locks illuminated from the sunlight. Still in good condition, as though her previous experience had been naught but a dream
"You almost suffocated when you were choking on a piece of fry is what it is" Assassin replied, sipping on his soda, a half-eaten burger by his side "We managed to take it out, but by then you already lost consciousness. Took about 15 minutes since then for you to wake up"
"..."
"We're going, Saber"
Irisviel immediately snatched her friend by the hand and pulled her out from the restaurant
"Wh-what? I thought we were eating"
"Not worth it" Irisviel replied, walking briskly away without turning back to theit tablemates "I don't think staying near them will be safe any longer"
She was relieve whatever happened with her and Saber is just a dream. Yes, a dream. But she is glad it caused her to realize the danger she could have got herself into had she stayed there just a bit longer
"Finally figure it out, didn't you?" Saber rolled her eyes "Sure, choking on a piece of fries and you finally took my words to heart. It's almost like a dream"
Assassin's distant laugh followed behind them
"I guess some dreams are just more real than the other" He said, standing up. Sakura and Berserker followed after him "See you later on the battlefield, my dear Saber"
The Servant looked down, shadows covering her eyes
'I'm sorry, Irisviel'
'But such temptation...I cannot refuse'
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Author's Note: So anyone who had read "the Grim" would recognize this
UHW!Libra may be the average nice guy, but now Grim!Libra is back with more bullshit, mindfuck and edgy characters with him
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But seriously. Tell me if you like "sasuga" moments like these and I will consider adding more of them in the future
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